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    The Drifters / Lyrics

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    "Shoppin' for Clothes" Lyrics

    The Drifters feat. The Coasters

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    I was shopping for a suit the other day
    And walked into the department store
    Stepped on the elevator and told the girl
    "Dry goods floor"

    When I got off, a salesman come up to me
    He said "now, what can I do for you?"
    I said "well go in there and show me all the sport's clothes
    Like you're supposed to"

    He said, "well, sure, come on in buddy
    Dig these fabrics we got laid out on the shelf"
    He said
    "Pick yourself out one try it on, stand in the mirror and dig yourself"

    (Ooh-ooh-ooh) that suit's pure herringbone
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh) yeah, that's a suit I'd like to own
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh) buddy, that suit is you
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh) yeah, I believe it too

    I see for the business man you featurin' a natural shoulder
    That retail, wholesale, indeed
    It's got the custom cuffs and the walking short
    He said "And I'm gonna let you have at a steal"

    And for the playboy you have the latest in tweed
    With the cut-away flap over twice
    It's a box-back, two button western model
    He said, "Now ain't that nice"

    (Ooh-ooh-ooh) them buttons are solid gold
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh) you made a deal, sold
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh) that collar's pure camel hair
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh) well, you can just set it down right in that chair

    Now you go back there and you get that paper and let me sign on the dotted line
    And I'll make sure I get all my payments in right on time
    Hey wait a minute buddy, let me go back there and do a little checking on you
    Then the man come back, he said "I'm sorry my man, but your credit didn't go through"
    Why, what you mean?

    (Ooh-ooh-ooh) ain't this a shame
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh) my heart's in pain
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh) pure, pure herringbone
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh) that's a suit you'll never own
    Ooh, Lord have mercy, I gotta good job, sweeping up every day...
    This song was submitted on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Jerry Leiber, Kent Harris, Mike Stoller.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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